"I'm leaving the company anyway, so what's there to regret? D*mn, Konva, you really think too much of yourself," Peoner sneered.
"Sure, when we're doing the finances, I'll make sure they count all your debts. When the time comes, you're going to have to pay for how much you've stolen!" Konva snickered.
"I swear on everything I own, that all the money I've spent on the company's tab is on work. None of it was pocketed by me. You can do whatever you want."
"So, you're not planning to apologize today?" Konva pointed at him and stated, "If you don't apologize to me now, I promise you'll regret this."
Peoner had never shown this side of him when he was working. Now that he'd just run into an old friend, he was bold enough to waggle his finger at his face and curse at him. Konva found all this very strange. He was used to pushing Peoner around at work, so of course, he wasn't used to this.