"Against my will? Do you really think I'm completely incapable of saying no?" she asked, temper rising. "I'm not some stupid little chit and I can take care of myself. The answer is no, he didn't besides the thing I'm not talking about and marriage. There isn't enough money in the world to make me do either."
She frowned. "Modified memory..." She rifled through her notebook again, biting her lip. "Massimo did this? God, I'm going to castrate him the next time I see him. Where is he?" she asked.
"Ver... Verity," she said after a moment. "Is that her name? I think she's... Irish? And definitely blonde," she said as she uncovered the wedding photo, pointing to the picture of Verity. "Her."