Catalina Flores
Starling City's favorite Cuban-American billionaire kid but for those who know her she's just a sweetheart with a sharp tongue. Her life went to hell when she got told that her ex boyfriend shipwrecked in the middle of the ocean alon...
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The family and Walter were seated in the meeting room at the table.
Mark "A successful mayoral campaign isn't about polling, foundraising, or hot-button issues, it's about connecting with people. After we announce tomorrow, Moira, i want you in front of as many cameras as possible. Morning shows, talk shows-"
Moira "I want to help rebuild the city..not pander to it"
Oliver "It's not pandering, it's campaigning"
Mark "Let the people know the real Moira Queen and they'll fall in love with you"
Walter "Speaking from experience.. this man knows what he's talking about"
Suddenly my phone buzzed and i looked at it.
My eyes widened and i looked at Oliver who looked at me worried.
Oliver "you okay?"
I nodded "yeah, i just have to attend to something. Excuse me"
Then i stood up and left.
At the hospital.
I knocked on the door frame of Laurel's room.
Dinah looked at me surprised "Catalina"
I smiled "Dinah"
She hugged me "i came back as soon as i heard"
Then i shook Quentin's hand.
Quentin "Thanks for coming"
I nodded "of course"
Then i looked at Laurel who had her arms crossed and was pouting.
Me "hey. How are you feeling?"
Laurel "I've been better"
Then she looked at someone in the door frame.
I looked at the person "Oliver"
Lance "Don't worry, baby. We're going to get you all the help you need. There's a great rehab close by. They've got a bed waiting-"
