Drifting apart

"Why are you helping me?" Marc and Patrick were drinking on the balcony outside their room. Where there are two rooms available inside. While Heidi was in the suite next to them. 

"I didn't do this out of charity or because I think of you as a friend,"

"Then why?"

"Your father asked me for help,"

"And you agreed just like that?" he seemed skeptical about it.

"As you know, I care about the company more than you do. So, it's not a big deal to help you out. It's just that, you often go out of track. And that pisses me the most."

"You're really quite an honest person, are you?" Marc laughingly said.

"That's what a business-minded person should have. Besides giving your full attention while doing business with others. That way, you can build better connections with others through word of mouth."

"I now get why my father said that I could learn from you," he raised his glass for a toast.