Full Clash Between Carolyna Hutchings and Ehi Ogbebor
Here’s everything you missed
Part ONE
This whole beef between actress Carolyna Hutchings and businesswoman Ehi Ogbebor started from the show Real Housewives of Lagos. On the latest episode of the show where Ehi made an appearance, Carolyna Hutchings spoke about the business woman and why she doesn’t like her saying:
CAROLYNA HUTCHINGS: I don’t like Ehi. I was doing a contract job and Ehi was asking why the hell did they give me the job. Then, I went to the party of a prominent man, and Ehi asked why they invited me. I don’t like her and I wouldn’t pretend about it.
That brings us to
Part TWO
After watching the show, Ehi heard Carolyna’s comments and went IN on her. Ehi said in a video published on social media:
EHI OGBEBOR: Kai! This girl is stupid.
You know, I used to hear that you have a mental problem, Caroline Hutchings. Leave that Danjuma. Leave the man’s name. He has left you. I used to hear you have a mental problem, but I thought it was a joke. Wow. Now I totally understand it.
First of all, I really had to do this video because you come on national TV and mention me. Are you mental? Anyway, you are mental. You are a failed baby mama, a failed trophy wife, a failed fine girl, a failed runs girl. You have failed in everything.
Your only CAC certificate to life that you always talk about is: “I was once a rich man’s wife.” You are an idiot. My dear, you’re an idiot.
You don’t even know me enough not to like me. Do you know me? Are you crazy? I think you are really mad. I think you’re really mad. Ask about me. I don’t do trouble. I don’t do drama. But if you want, we’ll do it face to face.
You’re very stupid. Anybody that is even calling me for a job will call you? Are you an interior designer? If you are not carrying bricks, tomorrow you are doing interior, next tomorrow you are acting your useless movies.
That’s how you came to—you don’t like me, but in 2023, you brought a gift for my child. I have chats. I think you’re mad. You are mad. Really mad. Because you acted a full movie. I gave you my home for a movie which is currently showing on Showmax right now—*My Fairy Tale Wedding*—that you produced with Kanayo. You acted it in my home. I left my home for you for three days. And you come on national TV to say you don’t like Ehi?
Are you just chasing clout with my name? You do not know me enough not to like me. I have chats where you were trying to be friendly, and I blocked off your friendship. I don’t make friendships with mad people. You’re a mental person. I’ve been hearing it, but I just realized that you’re actually mad. My darling, you’re mad.
I want you to see me outside and tell me this. See me outside and tell me this! If not for Dabota that came on this show, would you even talk about me? Like, from where? Are you mental? You’re very silly, my dear child. You are a child. It’s like you just grew up and left your brain tied somewhere on your leg because you’re jealous of me.
That’s what it is. If they ask you, “Why don’t you like Ehi?” Please, tell me two reasons why you don’t like Ehi. You call yourself an interior designer. So you think me, Ehi, will go and talk to a client not to work with you? My darling, I have done my craft for fifteen years. Where they are calling me to bid for a job, they will not call you.
You are just mad. You probably see a lot in me that you wish you could be. Just say it. Come and take a mentorship program. I will teach you. If you want to learn this job, don’t say, “I don’t like Ehi.”
What don’t you like about Ehi? You don’t even know me not to like me. You need to even know me not to like me. My dear, you are very stupid. Like I said, a failed trophy wife. Failed woefully.
See, my dear, don’t try it. Don’t come for me. Don’t do it. I don’t do Instagram social media drama. I will slap you if you say this to me in public. You are mad. You came to Dabota’s house. You saw me. I came to see my friend. Coincidentally, you were there. You now said we tried to poison you, and you’re still alive? Shining your yellow face on TV?
My dear, you really need to grow a brain. Hai! You need to grow a brain. Honestly.
The Video:
Part THREE
After watching the video Ehi made about her, Carolyna then said in a social media post about Ehi:
CAROLYNA HUTCHINGS: Association of home wreckers have woken up. You gave me your house too shoot ?? Was I the only producer on the list because I said thank you out of courtesy ? Do you have any evidence to show I personally requested for your house.
Dirty pig Ehi that can sleep with a mad man is talking , you that NO MAN wants to claim, the last one ran for his dear life , you even had to entertain an agbero , classless dirty gutter pig , your legs have more opening time than Macdonald’s.
More users than face book . If you can’t sleep with your married clients , you pimp your friends to them , association of married men baby mamas and home wreckers , you must be out of your little mind
My ex husband gave me his name and I was married for 11 years , a marriage you were a part of trying your best to enter. idiaaaat . All my three kids for one man . Madam who the hell is your baby daddy ?? Another woman’s husband obviously
If a married woman does not vomit you won’t eat , dirty old crocodiles with their prosthetic bum and Jonny bravo shoulders . Sit down and be humble .. my high heels will always be higher than your standard and more expensive than your egos
Part FOUR
Finally (at least so far), Ehi responded to what Carolyna said above in another video and in this one, she said:
Caroline, you really wanna go this route? You wanna go there? Really? Hey. My precious failed fine girl. You’re a beautiful girl, oh. Oh. Very beautiful at that. But even with the beauty, you have failed.
You’re talking about men, talking about this one—Caroline, you? Wow. You, when I see for strip clubs, small boys, failed footballers are fingering you. Caroline, don’t go there now. You are just mad at the world. You are a mental case, like I said before. You are so angry.
You see, my first voice note, I didn’t insult you because I didn’t have to. I just told you real-life situations, and you can’t even stand your real life. Even the husband that you are carrying his name up and down, I’m sure the man sits at times and just—he’s just sad and depressed that he has an ex-wife like you.
You are a senseless mugu. A useless fool. Have you forgotten the day you told me, “Oh, tell my friend to leave your boyfriend”? I went on the boy’s Instagram—one footballer that they are just patching up, maybe earning 3,000 pounds—and you were fighting a married footballer. And I’m like, “is this the guy?”
Caroline, stop now. We know your story. You, when your ex-husband stripped you naked and beat the hell out of you because you can’t even leave young, young, small, small boys that are still maturing alone.
Are you okay? Is it me? There’s nothing you will say, oh, my darling. I have been in the media. Call me anything you want to call me. You are a dunce. A dunce.
I saw you that day with your patchy, patchy Lexus, looking like the failed runs girl that you are. I felt pity for you, my darling. I pity you, oh. I no go lie you. I said, *With all the runs, all the 300k runs, na this motor you manage buy so?*
Hey, my dear, I can see how sad you are. You’re very sad. Hey, that thing when I talk pain you? It pain you like this? I no know say e go pain you like this, oh.
You are there ranting. You say I do bum? My darling, remember when you came to my office and told me how you went to Doctor Miami? You did this, you fixed that. With that your boobs that look like a balloon. Are you joking? Really? Carol? Carol, don’t go there. Don’t go there. Please, don’t go there.
You that if they tear inside you, they will probably see all the small small G-boys in Lagos. They will see their sperm inside of you. If they tear you open like this, there are like 200 condemned sperms swimming all over your body, and you’re talking about me?
We see each other, and I see you, my darling. We dey see you now. I see you in those your beach parties, looking like one scrap. Imagine—a whole former wife of a billionaire?
He must really be sad. Hey, you are frustrated. Oh, life frustrate you. Life frustrate you. How you go fine like this, nothing to your name? You are still living in a rented house, and you are talking to me?
My darling, let me school you. Let me school you. With your very condemned engine, nobody even wants you. Nobody even wants you. You’ve been rejected everywhere. When people see you, they hide—all those your small, small boyfriends.
I feel pity for you. Nobody wants you. You have been rejected. You say, Ehi this, Ehi that. Ehi is successful. Very successful. I built my brand, not with an ex-husband’s name. Remember that when you go to sleep.
I say it proudly anywhere—I don’t attach no ex to my name. I attach my brand that I built from scratch to my name. Can you do that? How old are you now? Sorry, remind me. Even movie sef, them no dey feature you again because they know say you don condemn. All these fine small girls, they’ve taken your shine.
I see why you’re frustrated. E reach to frustrate, oh. As you fine—and you fine, oh—but you see, do you know what it is to be a failed fine girl? It’s like there’s a veil. Go pray, oh. Go MFM and pray. There’s a problem, oh. There’s a problem.
And now, you’re all caught up in case another strike happens.
