And as Irene trailed behind Nola, she couldn't help but grow so curious. What could be in that room? Nola will definitely know because she has been with Harold for long. "Nola" Irene called as they stepped into the living room. "Huh?" "What's in the room?" She asked. "I do not know!" Nola replied bluntly. "Really?" "Do not go about prying, it may lead to the end of your work here" Nola warned. "Okay, just curious" Irene said. "I'll be up in my room" she said. "Okay, I'll be in the kitchen" Nola said. "Okay" Irene said and they both went their separate ways. Nola sighed as she walked into the kitchen. Everyone has always been curious about that room, can't they just act like it doesn't exist. Well...who wouldn't be curious? If she did not also know about the incidence,she wou

