[BL]Reborn as the Empire's Most Desired Omega

David didn’t move for a moment.

Then he lowered the folder to the table and slid it toward Lucas.

"I confirmed their current locations, employment status, and the terms of their dismissal."

Lucas flipped the folder open without hesitation. The pages were crisp, printed on thick paper, and clipped together in three sections. One for each name.

David continued, tone even.

"Isabela Wright. Thirty-five. Beta. No known political ties. She left her last teaching post a month ago—the same week you were officially transferred to D’Argente. She’s taken no new contracts since. No public statements, no private complaints. Lives alone."

Lucas skimmed her file, eyes moving quickly.

"She used to bring me pressed tea leaves," he said quietly. "Said they helped focus."

"She now works as a freelance academic editor," David said. "Mostly textbook material. Keeps to herself. No direct communication with your mother after the dismissal."

Lucas nodded once. "Next?"

David flipped the page.

"Tom Walton. Forty-three. Beta. Relocated to the outer provinces shortly after his termination. He applied for a research grant at the University of Westfield but never followed through. He lives in a rented flat. No professional activity since."