Let me introduce myself. I am Juliette, a middle-aged woman currently in my late 30s, married to a horrible man. My mother was French and named me Juliette because it sounded eligible and rich. I had a weird relationship with her. You know, just to say that she was money-obsessed would be an understatement. I grew up believing that money is all you need to be happy and my mother, Maureen, really felt the lack of it would make us cheap and dirty. So you get the picture, I just hate my life.

She always sought the best things in life: a massive house, expensive designer clothes, and paradise beach...